“I hate you,” she hissed, hair wild around her face like it always had been.

“I know.”

Her body shook, and her shoulders wilted, arms curled around her body, fingernails digging into her skin. “I need-“

“I know,” I said, stepping forward to grab onto her so she wouldn’t have to say it.

Our eyes met in the shadow of that room. “You don’t need to say it. I know.”

I’ve always known…but I couldn’t do anything about it.

Ens melted in my grasp, like water through my hands, trying to slip away and escape so she could damage herself in some way I couldn’t stop, but I wouldn’t let her.

Not this time.

Not again.

Gripping my hand over the back of her head, I pulled her to me, my mouth locking over hers, tongue risking the clench of her teeth because she would fight me tooth and nail while this happened, but that’s what she needed.

To fight me.

To injure me.

Because she had never been able to fight them.

Fingernails cut into my biceps, her body thrashing to break free, but I held on and kissed her like I was giving her the air she needed to breathe.

Shoving Ensley down on the bed, I grabbed the back of my shirt to strip it off, every muscle in my body tense because I knew I was a bastard for wanting this.

For wanting her.

For taking advantage, even though it had never been my intent.

Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.